So a couple of questions Is this accurate ? Which are the best songs about the decadence of california
― anthony, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Sure scared me away from California until I was about 22 or so...
― Kerry Keane, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― tarden, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
As for question #2, I don't think anyone's done hasbeen/wannabe desperation better than Bowie on "Cracked Actor". Also love the Go-Gos booster ambivalence on "This Town". Both of these songs really made me want to move to LA, despite the decadence/cynicism. " 'We're all dreamers/we're all whores' --sounds like my kinda town!"
Honorable mention: Bryan Ferry's as the lovelorn Brit getting all Joan Didion in "Can't Let Go" . I crack up every time he croons the words "Canoga Park."
― Arthur, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Andrew L, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
"Bevery Hills" by Circle Jerks ("Bevery Hills/Century City/Everything's So Nice & Pretty/All the People/They Look the Same/Don't They Know They're So Damn Lame!")
"O.C. Life" by D.I. (about ultra-conservative/ultra-vaccuous Orange County)
― alex in nyc, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― masonic boom, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Patrick, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Jason, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Kim, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
To my ears, though, nothing captures contemporary Southern California vapidity better than No Doubt-style nu-ska. Uuuugh. That shit almost makes Westchester County seem exciting and profound.
And why has San Francisco been let off the hook? Seems to me that the town that gave the world the Grateful Dead, Rancid, OJ Simpson, and rents that make Manhattan's seem almost reasonable deserves a good kick or two.
― Tadeusz Suchodolski, Tuesday, 26 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Cheers, Gazoo.
― Gazoo, Tuesday, 26 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Help save the youth of America Help save them from themselves Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys And the Californian Girls
When the lights go out in the rest of the World What do our cousins say They're playing in the sun and having fun fun fun Till Daddy takes the gun away
From the Big Church to the Big River And out to the Shining Sea This is the Land of Opportunity And there's a Monkey Trial on tv
A nation with their freezers full Are dancing in their seats While outside another nation Is sleeping in the streets
Don't tell me the old old story Tell me the truth this time Is the Man in the Mask or the Indian An enemy or a friend of mine
Help save the youth of America Help save them youth of the World Help save the boys in uniform Their mothers and their faithful girls
Listen to the voice of the soldier Down in the killing zone Talking about the cost of living And the price of bringing him home
They're already shipping the body bags Down below the Rio Grande But you can fight for democracy at home And not in some foreign land
And the fate of the great United States Is entwined with the fate of us all And the incident at Tschernobyl proves The world we live in is very small
And the cities of Europe have burned before And they may yet burn again And if they do I hope you understand That Washington will burn with them Omaha will burn with them Los Alamos will burn with them.
― Geoff, Tuesday, 26 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― tarden, Tuesday, 26 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Geoff, Wednesday, 27 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)